All Things That Eat Halberd Are Reborn

Martial arts such as condensing water into ice can be done, but... usually only a fool would use it to cool such a big bucket of soup, right?

Just like a sword master who is good at using guns, this is not despicable, but advancing with the times!

The scene where he almost collapsed on the kitchen counter due to his innocence filled his mind, and Wang Yao's face darkened.

Black history must be sealed!

He turned the steel bucket upside down on the cleaned cooking table, slapped the frozen broth with a strong slap and immediately fell off, and pure white half-person-high icicles stood tall.

Wang Yao turned around the cooking table [-] ​​degrees and looked at the fineness of the icicles. He had a final idea in his mind, and the next moment the kitchen knife broke through the air and scraped off a piece of ice.

"Ice sculpture cuisine! Chef Wang Yao's best ice sculpture cuisine!" Alice Nakiri exclaimed. "It has been published in IGO magazine and tasted by the chief food reviewers of IGO all gave the full five-star good price of 'magnificent, ingenious', 'pure taste, unique craftsmanship, really delicious food' .”

"Hehe." Luo Ziyan smiled without saying a word.

A Lin-level chef who has mastered explosive cooking skills is best at ice sculpture cuisine, do you really believe it?

Girl, you may have some misunderstandings about Lin-level chefs.

Alice's interruption made Luo Ziyan finally remember why this dish looked familiar.

"The dish made by Wang Yao is a dish that he passed the special examination when he was eighteen years old." Luo Ziyan's words were startling in the next moment.

The calm words had an uneasy power, as if a grenade had exploded in the tent.

The melon-eating girls all turned their heads and didn't even look at the two people on the cliff, their eyes were all focused on Luo Ziyan.

What the melon-eating girls didn't know was that just as Luo Ziyan finished speaking, Wang Yao's smooth movements on the cliff suddenly froze.

Han Lao stroked his goatee and smiled without saying a word.

Mo Bai, who was weaving bamboo at the same time and pricked up his ears, immediately smelled a strong atmosphere of trading.

"Cooking that passed the special assessment?" Nakiri Alice asked shyly.

Absolutely!

How can you forget about such a big meal?

"Blame me?" Under the focus of everyone's attention, Luo Ziyan was indifferent, and she finally remembered why she couldn't remember for a while.

At that time, the scene where Wang Yao fell into collapse and was carried down after cooking was not unimpressive, but after that, Wang Yao came to the door and used more than a dozen dishes to complete the sealing.

Following the spirit of the contract, she naturally forgot this memory.

It was not until the familiar sense of sight awakened this forgotten memory...

"Wait a minute! In this way, wouldn't it be another trick?" Luo Ziyan's big eyes released endless brilliance and looked at Wang Yao on the cliff.

Wang Yao, who continued to make ice sculptures, was as stable as a dog on the surface, but the three ice edges standing abruptly on the cooking table betrayed him.

"Eat three meals!" The poor-chested and extremely hungry little loli nodded with satisfaction.

"Then what's the name of this dish?" Facing Luo Ziyan, who only spoke half of her words, the melon-eating girls only felt a cat scratching their hearts.

"Cold Food Buddha Jumps Over the Wall: Nine Heavens of Clouds and Seas of Dragons Singing in the Sky!" Luo Ziyan, who was in a good mood, gave everyone a round thumb.

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Chapter 392. Shuanglong Hui, Panlong vs. Tenglong

"Ice sculpture cuisine." Mo Bai glanced at Wang Yao strangely. "I didn't expect this stinky and shameless guy to actually retain some Bilian."

Like Luo Ziyan, Mo Bai didn't think that Wang Yao's real specialty would be ice sculpture cooking.

From the perspective of the six aspects of cooking, color, fragrance, form, meaning and nourishment, low temperature means that the aroma cannot be fully distributed, and the same means that the ingredients cannot be as tasty as when they are hot out of the pan.

Ice sculpture cuisine, which does not take into account both aroma and taste, is more like a dazzling cuisine that showcases skilled knife skills, exquisite plate presentation, and swaying artistic conception.

But in the final analysis, cooking still needs to be eaten, and the taste is something that can give people feedback whether it is worthwhile or not.

Just like the evaluation of Japanese food has always been polarized, the relatively light taste of Japanese food can not fully capture the taste buds of local diners, and the feedback is of course different. things.

Closer to home, Mo Bai really didn't expect Wang Yao to be a tsundere who dislikes honesty.He yelled "I want to fuck you~" in words and actions, but secretly released water when he started.

If you change to a younger brother with a milder temper, I'm afraid he will be moved and make a good friend.

If another irascible elder brother Long Aotian comes, I am afraid he will be furious, and the thief An dares to bully me when I am young.

But who is Mo Bai?

He is a brazen guy who wants to win (even though he is prevented) by playing against his own disciples!

You want face, but I don't want face!

Since it is a culinary competition, there will always be a winner. Why can't the winner be me?With a unique and tricky perspective that ordinary people don't have, Mo Bai caught the opportunity to backstab the boss!

Cooking competition does not require friendship!

The emotion in Mobai's eyes is only two big characters - "Make trouble!"

After cheering up the most difficult frame weaving, the bamboo weaving on the cooking table is rapidly taking shape under Mo Bai's hands.

On the other side, the ice sculptures in the flickering light of the knife also revealed their majesty at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Your Majesty!" Looking at the blue dragon gradually taking shape on the black and white cooking table, Miyamoto Yeyako & Yukikawa Yukie perfectly played the shouting characteristics of the melon-eating crowd.

"What they are doing is...a dragon?" Elizabeth's eyes widened. She found that the calmness she had cultivated over the years had completely lost its effect in front of Mo Bai and Wang Yao.

Whether it's the glowing ingredients from before, or the martial arts secrets handed down by Huaxia, or even the unconstrained dishes...every time these two people have brilliant operations, she always surprises her from ear to ear.

Now there are more ice sculptures and bamboo weaving.

This is still the case for the princess, let alone the little rich woman, Nakiri Alice.

When the green dragon and ice dragon on the cooking table of the two gradually appeared in front of Nakiri Alice, the shock from the bottom of her heart gave her an urge to delete her account and practice again!

Nakiri Alice never imagined that relying on pure manual chefs could accomplish precision engineering comparable to that of machinery.

The green dragon on the black and white cooking table is in a hovering posture, thanks to the natural texture of the dragon scale bamboo, after the bamboo pieces are fitted, every dragon scale on the dragon body is clearly visible.The mane erected like a sharp sword on the back of the green dragon and the tough curves of the beard and beard and hair formed by the direct depiction and splicing of the face perfectly show the majestic aura despite resting in a coiled posture.

The raised dragon head has a peaceful face, but the pair of muscular forelimbs on the raised upper body and the sharp dragon claws like eagle claws all tell that it can launch a terrifying fatal blow to disrespect at any time.

At the same time as sacred and solemn, it also brings a powerful deterrent force as a mythical creature.

The white ice dragon on Wang Yao's cooking table has another look.It is also full of details and lifelike, but it pays more attention to the depiction of lines, and it is not as tough as the ink-white dragon entrenched.

The ice dragon's head looked at the sky and its mouth was slightly open, as if the next moment it heard a dragon chant, it was about to get rid of its shackles and take off into the sky.

'Majestic, exquisite workmanship' 'Pure umami, unique ingenuity, it is really a delicacy'...

I used to think that the dog-licking attribute of the chief judge of IGO had exploded, but at this moment, Alice Nakiri felt that these evaluations were not exaggerated at all.

Nakiri Alice knew that if she was asked to do it, she might have to use a 3D printer to print out such a magnificent plate decoration.

But can the copied things really have the aura and artistic conception that Mo Bai and Wang Yao handmade DIY?

Maybe it can be comparable to the two in appearance, but there will never be such a shock revealed by the full screen.

A good work may not be able to shock people's senses, but it is definitely a good work that can shock people's senses.

"Don't rely on equipment..." Muttering Mobai's suggestion in a daze, Nakiri Alice felt something in her chest expanding rapidly!

Don't you start over without relying on equipment?

Miss Ben did it!

Nakiri Alice clenched her fists, her fair face blushing with excitement.

Black and white brain fans like to add one.

"The bamboo weaving made by Mobai should be a blue dragon in a pan posture, and the ice sculpture made by Wang Yao should correspond to a white dragon soaring." Luo Ziyan explained with all her heart, but the same mood as everyone else had already flown to the two people to make it On the double dragon plate decoration.

"It's done." X2

Mo Bai let out a long breath, and moved his wrist and waist a little.Wang Yao put down the kitchen knife and rubbed his cold palms.

Both of them looked at each other in surprise, and quickly threw themselves into the process of cooking.

Next, is the main event.

Mo Bai took out the flour from the dining car, and a bag of flour fell heavily on the cooking table with a loud sound, which surprised Wang Yao and Han Laoqi who had just changed the casserole and wanted to make snake soup.

"Flour? Do you want to make pasta in vain?!" Alice Nakiri was obviously overwhelmed by the Mobai virus entering her brain.

"Well, it should be a variant of Buddha Jumping over the Wall." Luo Ziyan didn't understand why Mo Bai didn't cook and simmered like Wang Yao before. Now that she saw the flour appearing on the stage, she finally knew that Mo Bai wanted it at the beginning. What I did was not an ordinary Buddha jumping over the wall.

Two variants of Buddha jumping over the wall, two dragon-shaped plate decorations, and the same two people possessed by food spirits with full firepower, the smell of gunpowder has begun to become strong.

"Wait, there seems to be writing on the flour bag!" The sharp-eyed Yeyeko Miyamoto noticed the writing on the flour bag.

"Ah, that is the variety of flour." Elizabeth struggled to avert her gaze from the decoration of the Shuanglonghui. "I remember Mobai's request was: 'Flour ground from Zhoumai No. 26 wheat in Henan Province, Huaxia'."

"What's the point?"

"Of course." Luo Ziyan put her hips on her hips, and it was time for her snack food to perform her skills again.

"Wheat is divided into spring wheat and winter wheat."

"Spring wheat has a shorter growing period, while winter wheat has a longer growing period and has a better color and aroma after being ground into flour."

"Zhou wheat is winter wheat."

"It is said that there is a saying in Henan Province that 'out of four steamed buns, one is Zhou Mai'."

"The effect of Zhou Mai's use in making pastries such as steamed buns can be seen."

"Then why use the number 26?" Elizabeth asked resolutely, raising her hand.

"Emmm..." The inflated Luo Ziyan was stopped by the question.

She is a gourmet hunter, how can she understand the chef's problem?

"Maybe..." Luo Ziyan pursed her lips and said ambiguously. "It's a personal preference after going through various exercises."

Chapter 393.【Wake up】【Purify】【Ritual】Three-in-one soul-suppressing old noodles

"Hmph, that's right! This is my choice after three years of personal practice... Ah bah! Spiritual time room selection!"

"While the aroma of wheat is suitable, it must also have the softness, elasticity, and water absorption of the dough. This week's Mai No. 26 is the best choice."

Talking to himself smugly, Mo Bai cut open the flour bag and poured down the snow-like flour with the fragrance of noodles.

With a flick of the wrist, the round dimples instantly replaced the tops of the flour piles.